Till Death Do Us Part
So, there I was, being led down a corridor by the man who loved me… by the man who was about to kill me. But I didn’t blame him… no! I blamed the angels – those beings had caused so much anguish. Even more, I hated the one inside him… it had controlled him from the moment we met (for the second time that is). I hated it, hated them all with everything I had in me. I wished it would go, go away, leave us alone and never come back. The torture Jason must be going through, it must be agony for him, been forced to do these cruel things.
…but in the back of my mind the thought lingered, how will he bear the burden of the worst betrayal still to come? …When they make him kill me?
We turned yet another corner but this time Jason’s grip tightened, securing his hold around my arm he steered me down the last dimly lit corridor. Far at the end, was a wooden door plastered into a metal frame. Its bright red colour stood out against the dusty surrounding walls. We moved closer and closer, my heart beating faster and faster. What could be inside? At Every step, more terrifying images filled my imagination. And as if in slow motion Jason reached towards the door. Slowly… it creaked open and he jostled me into the room.
A paralyzing fear gript me. Cold chills ran down my spine. I was scared… more scared than I had ever been before, but … the fear was not from the sight of 20 angels scattered around the room, or even seeing the Doctor and Julia tied to something to my right…oh no, what had paralyzed me in my tracks, was not the fact that their eyes were closed and they weren’t moving… no, that cold sinister looking machine, standing on the other side of the room that, that… is what was sending waves of panic through my body.
I didn’t even realize Jason let my arm go, until I saw him walking towards the machine. My breath caught in my throat…don’t touch it; I screamed, but no sound come out. Frozen with fear, I choked out a small whisper, “don’t”. But without even a glance, he pressed some of the many buttons on its console. Colour lights flashed, mesmerizingly swirling around its silver exterior. Abruptly the lights stopped, gradually turning into an eerie green glow. Pulling the last lever and stepping back, Jason turned and gave me a smug smile.
My breathing quickened as I tried to hide the fear, rising in me. I looked towards the last hope I had… But The Doctor was still unconscious. Looking at him more closely, I realized what he was actually tied to: It was another machine, but it was more like a chair. He had small wires stuck to his face, and a metal rod lying across his head. Julia was tied next to him in the same way. A pipe connected the two machines, and then trailed off connecting finally to the bigger one across the room. In an instant Question’s filled my mind: Why are they strapped up like that? Why are they still alive? They had tried to kill the Doctor before so why hadn’t the Angels just killed them?
I jumped, startled by a loud bang. My focus returning to the machine as puffs of green smoke came billowing out from behind it. The machines metal exterior had burst open and was slowly, with a strange humming sound, folding gracefully back into the wall. The smoke cleared, revealing a green, crystal cylindrical tube, stretching all the way to the roof. I looked towards the Doctor. “He’s never going to help you again” Jason laughed. At his voice I swung round. He was still looking at me with that smug smile on his face and in one fluid motion, gestured courteously toward the tube’s open door.
I spun around and sprinted for the rooms only exit…the red wooden door. But an angel, its mouth sculpted into a terrifying sneer, its eyes fixed to mine… blocked the way. With my heart beating out of my chest, I wavered on the verge of sheer terror and although, my mind raced for it, no escape seemed possible…Then I remembered;
The sonic screwdriver! It’s still in my pocket… but… what am I supposed to do with it? What does it even do? Wait… of course! …way didn’t I think of this sooner, oh I am brilliant! I secretly smiled to myself even though I’m pretty sure the Doctor had already thought of it.
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The Memory Box (Dr.who FanFic)[COMPLETED]
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